Years ago when my kids were much younger and not the experienced gourmet diners that their privileged life has since afforded them, I made some fish and told them it was chicken so they would try it. I still hear about this travesty of trust ad nauseam and apparently I, not their first girlfriend or boyfriend who breaks their heart, will be the first person they will mention in therapy one day when discussing their “trust issues” with the therapist …”it all started when I was 6 and my mother served me fish and told me it was chicken! And don’t get me started on the tooth fairy!”
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